Chapter 687 The Most Honorable Treatment

Bacon didn't care about Xie Hu and Wu Wei, but personally carried the red clay pot and poured it for Zhang Haotian. Then he filled it up, raised his glass, and looked at Zhang Haotian and said, "Mr. Zhang, Chinese Kung Fu is good, but the Chinese people's alcohol tolerance is very poor. Today, we might as well compare. If I lose, I will give you the weapon within two days and will not make your money. But if you lose, it will be 30% more than the market price. Do you dare to compare?"

Zhang Haotian was not familiar with the price of arms, but seeing Bacon's eyes full of provocation, he immediately nodded and said, "Then let's do it, Mr. Bacon, why not pour out all the wine in the jar, and a few glasses for each person. Whoever admits defeat first will stop."

Bacon saw him responding to the challenge, and was just right in his mind, and immediately smiled proudly. He shouted that Bobola brought the beer glasses, which were filled with glasses, totaling eight, which was exactly four, and the cup was filled at least one pound of wine.

Bacon didn't let Bobola go away and asked her to be the referee. Bobola knew Bacon's alcohol content and looked pitifully at the yellow-skinned but very pleasing Chinese. They asked the two to pick up their wine glasses and then counted: "Three, two, one, start."

With the sound of Bobola's "starting", Bacon picked up the wine glass and raised his head and poured it on his head. Zhang Haotian immediately raised his head and took a big sip. As soon as the wine entered his lips, he knew that today's wine battle was difficult, because the wine was very spicy. Although it was not as high as the Russian vodka, it was very similar to the Chinese knives. Four large glasses of wine with nearly five kilograms of strong wine were easily drunk and lying down after drinking it for a short time.

Fortunately, after two years on the grassland, people in the tribe had to toast him every time they won the big victory, so Zhang Haotian always drank the most wine, and he also had experience and knew that he should never drink too quickly when drinking like this, otherwise he would vomit out after not drinking much, and he would drink slowly and quickly.

The first glass of wine was quickly drunk, while Zhang Haotian only drank half a cup.

When he arrived at the second cup, Bacon was half drunk, his throat moved, his brows frowned slightly, and there was no doubt that his stomach and intestines had already reacted, but he still drank it quickly. Bobola saw Zhang Haotian having just drunk half of the second cup, and immediately said: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Bacon has already drunk two cups. You are drinking so slowly, you should be considered as losing."

Zhang Haotian smiled and said, "Before the game, I didn't say that I could drink quickly. Let's set a time. If I don't finish drinking within ten minutes, I will lose."

When he was drinking the third cup, Bacon had obviously slowed down, and his throat kept choking. He listened to his words and said quickly: "Okay, ten minutes are just ten minutes, drink quickly." While he said, he started to drink faster again, while Zhang Haotian was still drinking at his own speed.

When Bacon drank the fourth glass of wine, the situation changed a little. He burped one after another, wanted to drink again, but could not drink it. Undoubtedly, he had never experienced such drinking methods, but was supported by his strong body.

At this time, Zhang Haotian also picked up the fourth glass of wine. Although his face turned red, from the expression of drinking, it was obviously not as painful as Bacon.

Seeing that he was drinking faster than he did, Bacon quickly irritated again. After half a minute, the two of them put down their glasses almost at the same time.

Because he was drinking too quickly, Bacon kept gasping after putting down the wine glass, staring at Zhang Haotian with red silk in his eyes, and said, "If you admit defeat, you can stop drinking this wine."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Haotian shook his head and said, "Since you have to compare wine, of course you have to decide the winner. I can still drink it. Why should I admit defeat? Bobola, you go and get another jar of wine."

The wine they drank is called "Gorima" in Kenya. The brewing technology was originally passed down from China. It would be good for an ordinary African to drink such a cup. Seeing that the two of them had to drink four cups, Bobola was also startled and quickly looked at Bacon. Bacon gritted his teeth, slapped the table, and said with a grinning mouth: "I don't believe that I can't drink Chinese people. I want you to beg for mercy, beg for mercy."

Bobola was very afraid of Bacon. Seeing that he showed a fierce look, he was frightened and quickly got up. After a while, he brought another jar of "Gorima", but he still poured four cups of each.

This time, Zhang Haotian raised his glass first, smiled and said, "Please, Mr. Bacon." Then he raised his glass and drank it, the speed was still the same as before.

Bacon gritted his teeth, picked up a glass of wine, and still poured it hard as before, but before the glass of wine was finished, he suddenly stopped, his throat kept moving, as if the smell of alcohol was surging, and he forced himself to suppress it and continue drinking, but his efforts undoubtedly failed. Suddenly, he stood up, and before he even turned his head, he spit out the wine with a "wow" sound, and vomited all the table. Zhang Haotian and Xie Hu and Wu Wei quickly got up and retreated and dodged.

Seeing Bacon's body shaking, Bobola hurried outside the door and called two Bacon's hands to come down to support him.

Seeing Bacon drunkenly, Zhang Haotian smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Bacon, we have the same amount of alcohol, and we will be considered a draw today."

Bacon was unable to stand his feet and was supported by two subordinates, but he was not drunk enough to be completely unconscious. He shook his head and waved his hands and said, "No, I... I lost, you are better than me... I will give you weapons in two days... I will not make money from you."

Then he turned his head and looked at the waitress Bobola and said, "Bobola, Mr. Zhang lives in the room behind the store.... You should accompany him tonight, and make... Mr. Zhang happy."

As soon as he finished saying this, he spat out another sip of wine, and could no longer support him, so he waved his hand and let his subordinates help him leave.

Seeing that although Zhang Haotian was blushing with his face and was still able to stand, Bobola's eyes showed admiration and walked to him and said, "Mr. Zhang, please come with me, I'll take you back to rest."

At this moment, Zhang Haotian felt like his stomach was surging, and he felt so uncomfortable. He wanted to lie down, so he nodded and followed Bobola out.

Walking along a corridor, then turning right through two doors, and then reaching the back of the store, you will see a two-story old and semi-new building.

Taking Zhang Haotian and the other two to the second floor, Bobola opened a room first for Xie Hu and Wu Wei to go in, and then opened another room next to it.

When Zhang Haotian walked in, he saw that it was a large bedroom about forty square meters. Although it was decorated very simple, it was tidy. The bed was on the ground, which was supposed to be arranged according to Kenyan customs.

Seeing another door in the bedroom, probably the bathroom, Zhang Haotian quickly strode over and opened it. He found that it was indeed, and it was very generous. He quickly closed the door and flushed to the edge of the toilet. With a "wow", he vomited out. With the last glass of wine, there were five glasses of strong wine, which exceeded six kilograms. No matter how much alcohol you have, it could not bear it. Those with poor physique and poor alcohol content will probably have to die. At the dinner table just now, Zhang Haotian actually wanted to vomit, but he was just silently controlling it so that he would not be fooled on the spot like Bacon.

This vomiting lasted almost twenty minutes, and he felt like he was going to vomit bitter gallbladder, and he was dizzy and weak in his hands and feet. For him, it was rare to get drunk like this.

After vomiting wine, his head was a little less dizzy. Zhang Haotian went to rinse his mouth with cold water, then drank a lot of "gulp". When he saw a bathtub next to him, he turned on the cold water and lay in.

The cold water gradually spread across his chest. Zhang Haotian felt so comfortable, so he closed his eyes and started to rest.

I don’t know how long he woke up from the water. His drunkenness had relieved a lot. He stepped out of the bathtub and saw a white towel on the toilet rack. He was about to wipe it in his hand, but suddenly remembered that he had seen reports that the proportion of AIDS among black people is quite large, so it would be better to be cautious in such places.

So he picked up his clothes and wiped his body in a hurry, and walked out naked.

However, when he opened the door and walked into the bedroom, he was stunned. It turned out that Bobola did not leave, but lay on the bed with a thin blanket covered with his body, but his shoulders were exposed and he seemed to be wearing no clothes.

Zhang Haotian hurriedly said, "Bobola, you go out quickly, I'm going to rest."

Unexpectedly, Popola had no intention of moving on when she heard this. Looking at Zhang Haotian's strong body and angular face, she shook her head and said, "No, Bacon said, let me accompany you tonight. If I disobey, I will be punished by him. In Hamley, no one dares not listen to Bacon."

Looking at the fear in Bobola's eyes, Zhang Haotian said, "Okay, you'll sleep here for one night. By the way, can you change me to clean bedding?"

Bobola obviously guessed his concerns, and suddenly lifted the thin blanket on his body, with a flattering smile on his face, and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, the room here is prepared by Bacon for his friends. Every time the guests leave, they have to change to a brand new bedding. I am also clean, not a prostitute, and there is no such disease as you worry about."

Zhang Haotian saw Bobola's body, but she had a very toned woman's body, curly short hair with ears, delicate facial features, shoulders like slim, breasts are strong and pointed, with very small tips, while her waist is slender, her lower abdomen is smooth, and her buttocks are round and big. At this moment, her legs are curled, making her look very slender. However, the most worth mentioning is her black skin, which exudes a kind of luster under the light, with a delicate and strange beauty.

He couldn't help saying, "Bobola, do Bacon often asks you to accompany his friends?"

Unexpectedly, Popola shook her head and said, "My father is his friend and his subordinate. But he died in a gun battle five years ago. Bacon paid for my mother to open this restaurant. Although Bacon used to ask friends to live here and arrange women, those women were strippers in his venue. He never asked me to sleep with the guests. This was the first time."

Speaking of this, she looked at Zhang Haotian and said, "Mr. Zhang, I think Bacon must respect you very much, otherwise he would not have made such arrangements, but it's nothing, because I like you too and am willing to sleep with you."

Only then did Zhang Haotian realize that Bobola was the daughter of the fat middle-aged black woman he saw when he entered the store. He was not a person who could control his sexual desires. He drank again and was full of heat. Listening to Bobola's words, he walked over and lay beside her, hugged her shoulders, and his tentacles were smooth and delicate, and he said, "Bobola, how old are you?"

Bobola just said that she liked him and was willing to sleep with him. She had no shyness on her face. She was hugged by him and suddenly seemed a little nervous and whispered: "Sixteen."

Zhang Haotian looked at Bobola's extremely well-developed body. He thought she was at least twenty years old. He heard that she was only sixteen years old, and felt her nervousness. He was stunned and said, "Sixteen years old, haven't you ever had sex with a man?"
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